Free Read: Extract from Good Times With Girls by Nick Urzdown

Sylvia was a Polish saleswoman who fell into my clutches in 1993. She was also the lover of an Indian shopkeeper, which made for an interesting time. As this extract from chapter one begins, we have just arrived at her flat.

Sylvia put her arms around my neck and kissed me as hungrily as I kissed her. Breaking apart from her, I reached down and lifted her skirt, finding to my delight that she was wearing stockings, and immediately letting my fingers slide inside the waistband of her panties, my middle finger going down to explore her hidden depths.

“Christ – you are wet!” She was as well, all slick and wet and warm and ready for my cock.

She smiled in reply as she unzipped my trousers, fumbled for the belt, found what she was looking for, and expertly unbuckled it. The button, that held the trousers in place, was calmly undone and her hands went inside to fondle me.

We looked at each other for a moment, each pleasuring the other, and then as if on cue, we both burst out laughing.

“Bed,” was all I said, and Sylvia smiled again, pointed the way to the bedroom, and off we scampered.

I must admit that as a rule I rather enjoy the slow and sensual pleasure of undressing a woman and having her undress me, but we were both too eager on that day for anything like that. Instead, I tore off my clothes and climbed into bed, to be joined less than a minute later by the naked Sylvia.

She lay on her back and wiggled her bottom into the mattress as she turned to look at me, inviting me to join her. How can a man refuse such a sweet invitation as that? As I climbed on top of her she opened her legs to let me mount her, taking my cock in her hand, and placing it inside the entrance to her inviting pussy. Then, as she wiggled that bottom of hers some more, I thrust my hips forward and my weapon slid inside her body.

Sylvia closed her eyes and exhaled slowly as it forced its way into her. I paused for a moment as it reached its hilt, and Sylvia gasped and opened her eyes as the sword lay lost and rigid within her depths. She let out an animal sound of pleasure as she grabbed my buttocks and tried to pull me even closer, as if begging me to thrust again. She did not need to ask me twice to do that, and I pulled back through the wanton wetness of her and then rammed her again. We were off and at it!

There was nothing of finesse about the fucking that I gave the Polish girl that night, but sometimes finesse is not what a girl is looking for or wants. Sylvia needed a good, hard seeing to and that I gave her. As my cock drove into her body she rocked her head from side to side, muttering “nie, nie, nie” under her breath all the time.

I have no idea what it means, if anything, but I do remember that it spurred me on to thrust into her harder and faster, as her cries took on an urgent tone that spurred me on to fuck her all the harder. Her nails raked my back and her hips were flung up against me each time my cock penetrated her yielding body.

The speed increased to the killing velocity. I could feel my balls grow heavy with the weight of the hot, potent cream that lay inside them. I looked into Sylvia’s face and saw that she had lost control as she headed inexorably to the heights of her own climax. As she cried out with wave after wave of her own pleasure, I was unable to hold on and I felt my own muscles first tighten and then relax in the old familiar way as all the gates inside my cock opened at once, allowing the potent juices of satisfied lust to flow upwards into Sylvia’s waiting wetness. As the waves of her orgasm ebbed away, her pulsating pussy still held my cock firmly, sucking the last drops of juice from my happily denuded balls. Drained, but satisfied beyond description, I collapsed on top of her still panting body, before somehow finding the strength to roll off her, thus relieving her of the dead weight of a thoroughly sated man.

We lay in each other’s arms and began to drift off to sleep. If ever I am going to feel any warmth beyond lust for any of my good time girls, it is going to be at moments like that, after they have given me something special from within themselves, and before sleep overcomes me.

“I hope that you are on the pill,” was all I could manage to say as I drifted off into the depths. From somewhere far away I could hear Sylvia’s drowsy laugh by way of reply.

I do not know what time I awoke, but it was still pitch dark outside. I remember reaching for Sylvia’s warm body and being rewarded with a low murmur of desire from her as she turned over into my arms. As we kissed my cock began to throb in anticipation of the next polishing, and I nuzzled her neck and let my tongue flicker on it as my hands began to explore her awakening body.

And then the fucking door bell rang!

Sylvia froze, with only her eyes moving frantically as she decided what course of action to take.

“It’s Ram,” she whispered, as if afraid that the fool outside could hear her voice if she spoke any louder.

“What does he want?”

“He comes around at about eight o’clock after the shop has opened. He leaves his wife to run it and he, well, he…”

“Comes around here to get his leg over,” I said, finishing the sentence for her.

Sylvia did not reply, instead she scampered out of bed, switched on a light and threw a dressing gown over her body before hastily putting slippers on her feet. Then she stared down at me, with panic written all over her face.

“You must go and hide, quickly, in the kitchen,” she said.

“Are you out of your fucking female mind?” Believe me people when I say that I am not a morning person.

“No, darling, please don’t be unreasonable with me,” she pleaded, as she threw back the bedclothes and pulled at my arm to try and get me moving.

I must have been out of my mind to agree, and only did it because I was still half asleep, but I hauled myself out of the nice warm bed and staggered, bollock naked, towards the kitchen.

“Don’t worry, darling, I will get rid of him, I promise,” I heard Sylvia say as I closed the kitchen door behind me.

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